Qian Duoduo lay in a cloud of dust, and the immortal starlight came down from the sky, illuminating a miserable white face.

The Supreme Lotus Platform slipped from his palm, and three one-inch-long gaps clearly appeared on the white lotus, which made Qian Duoduo feel distressed.

It's a pity that he can't urge this magic weapon, otherwise he would be able to block Pang Jie's terrifying three swords.

Qian Duoduo swallowed the blood that gushed back to his throat, struggled to stand up but found that he had no strength in his body, and a figure in the corner of his eye was getting closer and closer.

The dust of the Netherworld Showdown Platform settled, and the dense fog gradually dissipated, and countless white, tiny ice crystals appeared on the Netherworld Platform, flashing with a glimmer of light but no one noticed.

Snow Sakura stood in the crowd, her delicate body trembling slightly under her white clothes, and her white hat covered a face with pear blossoms and rain.

"Go ahead, remember to act really, it's easiest to succeed when he's at his most vulnerable!. A man beside Yuki Sakura said in a deep voice.

Snow Sakura couldn't bear to struggle, and then the voice of the man beside her continued: "If you really love me, help me get it!"

In the distant viewing area, everyone was shocked and speechless as they looked at the shocking huge ravines.

Looking closely, the gully hundreds of zhang deep was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye under the operation of the formation, confirming the terrifying destructive power of the three swords just now.

It was a Netherworld Duel Platform that had been blessed by countless formations! Where could an ordinary disciple be able to destroy the slightest bit in a fight? Today, he was completely devastated by the three swords of his human being.

"The Tianjiao of the Condensation List is really extraordinary!" some of the disciples showed a look of worship and fanaticism in their eyes.

"Jing Jian Jue is worthy of being the best in my Snow Sword Villa, and this Pang Jie's attainments are indeed not low. Elder Tang Qian of the Discipline Peak stood in the crowd and commented, with a look of appreciation on his face.

Tang Qian looked at Qian Duoduo, who was motionless in the distance, thinking about the assessment scene of the miscellaneous disciples a few days ago and the lost three-grade magic weapon, he shook his head and said: "Although this Qian Duoduo is strong in the flesh, it is naturally difficult to parry against the powerful sword technique of the Shangning Qi Realm. ”

"Everything is exactly as the old man expected, and now the winner has been decided. Brother Purple has a good hand, admire, admire. ”

Tang Qian walked towards Zi Xiaoye, clenched his fists and said, then he suddenly stretched out his palm and said, "Brother Zi, I just pressed two thousand spars, do you want to tie it first? I'm afraid you won't be able to give it for a while." ”

Zi Xiaoye's face darkened and she didn't speak.

"Otherwise, you can use the three-grade magic weapon last time to deduct it. ”

...

Pang Jie stood in front of Qian Duoduo with a black long sword, and said condescendingly: "Mortal, you are dead!"

Mortals, you die!

These six words hit Qian Duoduo's eardrums like a heavy hammer, and pierced into his heart like a sharp blade.

He hates!

I hate not to practice!

The look of pain in Qian Duoduo's eyes was fleeting, he suddenly looked straight at Pang Jie, the corners of his mouth hooked a curvature, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Do you think... Is this the end of it?"

Qian Duoduo stretched out his hand and shook it at the sky.

I saw countless ice crystals light up from under Pang Jie's feet, flying and spreading in an instant, Pang Jie's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had discovered the most terrifying thing, his hands were sealed with lightning, and a spiritual aura light mask instantly appeared on his body.

It was such a simple grip, and the snow fell on the Netherworld Peak, and it fluttered one after another.

Qian Duoduo was lying in the middle of that snow, no more, no less, just three feet!

The snowflakes fell wantonly, onto Pang Jie's aura mask, and then slid down, bringing up strings of bright sparks.

It was like raindrops falling on the windowsill and splashing water.

Snow-white snow, bright swords, swords raining down!

The snow was flowing endlessly, but in an instant, dense openings appeared on Pang Jie's tic-tac-toe suit, red blood continued to seep out, large patches of red appeared on the white tic-tac-toe suit, the long sword slipped from Pang Jie's hand, and he knelt in a piece of wind and snow.

"Not good!"

Li Murong's face showed surprise, she put down the tanuki cat in her hand, or rather, she turned into an afterimage and left, the tanuki cat fell to the ground, opened her innocent eyes and looked around blankly.

The onlookers' faces stiffened, and the carvings on their faces became lifelike in horror.

Tang Qian's hand was still stretched out in the air, and he instantly calmed down in horror, and whispered to himself with a hesitant look on his face: "Could this be... Formation?"

"But this can't be a snow formation, not to mention the subtlety of the snow formation, even the arrangement of the snow formation can not be successful in a moment, is it...... Created by yourself?"

It's impossible! It's unbelievable!

Tang Qian's heart set off an uproar.

At the same time, several powerful divine senses came from the Snow Sword Peaks, and those divine senses stayed on Qian Duoduo's body for a moment and then dispersed in an instant.

Tang Qian's face changed slightly, those were all the hidden elders in the peak!

Tang Qian suddenly felt a chill in his palms, and turned his head to see Zi Xiaoye looking at him with a smile, as if he was smiling like a fat dog's tail flower.

"This spar should be regarded as Elder Tang's participation award. Zi Xiaoye said proudly.

...

As early as the moment Pang Jie knelt on the ground, Qian Duoduo had already stood up, and when he reappeared, he was standing in a snowstorm.

Qian Duoduo spread out his palms, and the wind and snow gradually decreased.

The several powerful divine senses in the air also dispersed suddenly.

Li Murong appeared three feet behind him.

Seeing the snow disperse like smoke, turning into a white windbreaker on Qian Duoduo's body, his face as resolute as a knife appeared in everyone's sight, and Pang Jie knelt in front of him, blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

Deacons and elders had already arrived to help Pang Jie and heal his wounds.

Qian Duoduo looked at Pang Jie expressionlessly, there was no sympathy or pity in his eyes, if it wasn't for the Supreme Lotus Platform blocking the three swords, maybe he would be kneeling there now.

The quota of the Ghost Kiln Secret Realm was too important to him, and it was impossible for him to give it up!

He must get the elixir that reshapes the spiritual root!

Qian Duoduo stood for a long time and turned to leave.

He was going to the Discipline Peak to ask for something, and that thing was very important.

The wind blew coldly, and I saw the snow clothes flying, and the hunting sounded.

...

Pang Jie's faint voice suddenly came from the wind: "You... How did you set up the formation?"

Pang Jie has always been very careful to deal with it, even if the formation can't be successfully arranged under his nose.

And this snow array is too strong, and he loses convincingly.

He looked at Qian Duoduo's back and finally asked the question in his heart.

At the same time, it was not only him who was puzzled, but even those Returning Spirit Realm elders had a thoughtful look, which of the disciples in and out of the field was not full of doubts?

But they even forgot that the winner of this competition was only a beginner realm disciple, just a mortal, how could he know the formation?

Isn't that surprising?

Isn't that something to be wondered about?

Isn't that a need for cheers?

What could be more puzzling than that?

But what everyone sees is only the result, and there seems to be only one thing to care about.

Everyone knows that the formation is divided into a bright formation and a dark formation, hundreds or thousands of people watch, you will make a snow, and everyone is very suspicious of their eyes.

Qian Duoduo stopped, didn't look back, and kicked the dust under his feet.

The dust flew up, and some of the fine transparent sand shimmered in the skylight.

It was the shape of a crystallized into powder!

Pang Jie looked at the flying dust, and his eyes dimmed instantly.

...

(ps: The fight in these two chapters is really troublesome, and it is a good arrangement to send it to the north.) Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know...... Whether it's your favorite color. Hold a scene~)